Chapter 783 - 531: The Winter Campaign (2)
Ails had been living rather well these days, or as the Southerners would put it, every day was like celebrating the New Year. Battles between humans and Chaos occurred daily at Lord Malin’s front, and as an Undead, he was supposed to be hated by all humans. However, today, when Ails once again answered Lord Malin’s summoning, not only did he receive a soul from a champion that Lord Malin had just dispatched, forged into a rather fine Golden Cake, but he also gained an income of roughly eighteen hundred Gold Coins.
It was indeed splendid. To earn such an income, Ails would have to lead his entire army to invade some world and risk all kinds of dangers to reap souls. Here, he didn’t have to worry about being pursued by the Legendary creatures and Deities of the locality, and he was even receiving invitations from Mortals.
"You’re saying you want to summon me to collect Chaos souls from other battlefields?"
Ails looked at the human officer in front of him, and if he had any skin, his expression would definitely be one of exaggerated astonishment.
Humans were inviting him to harvest souls?
Living for so long, this was the first time Ails encountered such an outrageous invitation, so he turned to Lord Malin for help.
"My lord, could you vouch for them?"
Ails felt that if Lord Malin could give his assurance, he could trust these humans.
"What, you’re afraid they’ll kill you?" Lord Malin, as usual, was preparing to leave with his lackeys. Hearing Ails’s request, he asked with a laugh.